Faxed Head - A Dream lyrics

185 miles to sacramento 186 to san francisco 210 to hollywood Hundres of miles to anything good We are trapped, we cannot mature Cannot leave, that's for sure Only d**h can lift us out Of this town and its stagnant gout I've got to get out of this hospice And there's only one real way I would sniff glue but they've taken it away Can't run and my wheelchair's too slow Long for a hit from a poisoned arrow Call a local a "f*g" is the only way to die Wheel me out on the street so i can try